Report, if you have a problem with this page“ An endless scream pierced the frigid night air and shook the world with its rage and sorrow. The aged stone and brick that had withstood the great quake over a hundred years ago now trembled before its pain, and even the austere grimace of the lonely grotesque, its only witness, softened in pity. ”
Ava Zavora
From : Belle Noir: Tales of Love and Magic
